Gnashing of teeth stamping of feet I'm on my way to the bank Crying in sleep borrowing to deep I'm on my way to the bank I'm on my way to the back country
Normal people suffocate you Till the last breath They clutter footpaths, clutter highways With their living death Are you normal enough? Are you normal
There is no America. there is no democrasy. There is no America. there is no democrasy. There is only IBM and ITT, Union Carbide and Exxon.[sample](x2
You like some food Yeah, but none of that spicy stuff You like to rock But nothing too weird Brother, you're living in the land of the bland Brother,
I see no signs of life I see no easy cure No cause for rejoice No free or easy voice Is there no one that can save us from today? Is there no one that
You wake in the morning but you're hard to find A look in the mirror what you've left behind You go to your job or you wander 'round There's plenty of
And I gave a flower to the a big fat cop, he takes his club and beats me up and I give a flower to the garbage man he stuffs my girl in the garbage can
I hear the rumble of this town and I know it brings me down I hear the voice of this place and I tell you it brings me down I hear that whisper you're
I took a walk around Sleepy Melbourne town Someone call the cops Another junkie just dropped now Smack as cheap as chips But there's silence on their
There's a war going on Outside your door Some freedom's been felled The rest are soon to fall Don't worry about that If you want that shiny car If you
Sliding into extinction Sliding into extinction The human soul The human soul It slide into extinction The human soul The human soul It slide into oblivion
Like a fish with a PlayStation Like a prison with rubber bars Wandering, bewildered Don't know where we are More than useless More than dim This roller
I'd like to sing a song of hope and revelation Of the joy and the mirth of our situation But the seas have all blown dry And the stars are stolen from
Submission will not be my crime I refuse to work nine to five Do not support these compromise The work ethic and all the other lies There's a galaxy
Flying saucers disguised as mushrooms Mushrooms invades from outer space Mushroom Mushrooms invading the human body There's an old story that says you
There is nothing wrong with you television set. [Sample] There is nothing wrong with you television set. [Sample] We control all that you see and hear
I see no signs of love, I see no easy cure. No cause for rejoice, no free or easy voice. Is there no-one that can save us from today? Is there no-one
I've got fear when it's light and I'm walking around, I've got fear when it's dark and I slip on the ground, I've got fear I've got fear I've got fear
